I got into Mark's old Ford and he pulled out of the parking lot without saying a word. Although Mark had in my mind displayed clear evidence of an assertive streak, in addition he was already fully aware of the role I had played in my relationship with Jerry. However, I figured that there would still be some need to "break the ice" between the two of us and that it would probably be me that would need to make the initial move. I glanced sideways at him as he drove to the house and started to bone at the thought that I would be having the chance to intimately touch this extremely good-looking young guy.
When we pulled into the driveway of the house he informed me that he had the house to himself that afternoon but that his mother would probably be home after an hour or so. We entered the house and went up to his bedroom which turned out to be similarly planned as my mine and Matt's. There were two adjacent bedrooms with a shared bathroom in between. Before the basement apartment had been remodeled Jerry had occupied the other bedroom.
"Now that Jerry will be away at college for most of the year, I am hoping to get the rents to agree to my using the basement apartment." he informed me. "It's my next major project. Apart from you of course", he laughed. This was getting better and better I thought. I looked around the room and it reminded me of Matt's bedroom. There were books and magazines strewn all over the place, on the small table and next to his computer, and clothes had been left lying over the two chairs and his bed.
He explained "I'm a bit of a slob as you can see but my mother insists that we clean up our own rooms. One of our chores, a real pain in the butt."
I said "If your old girl is gonna be back within the hour I guess a quickie is called for today. You up for it?"
"Jesus, man, I didn't think we were here for health reasons. What you want me to do?"
I didn't reply but approached where he was standing and went down on my knees in front of him. I felt his bulge through his jeans and was quite surprised at the extent of it. I slowly rubbed his dick and felt it pulsate and slowly stiffen. "Take it out and kiss it dude", he instructed. I unbuttoned the top button of his jeans and unzipped him. His jeans dropped to around his ankles and I was faced with a pair of boxers with the outline of a hard cock. I nibbled on his dick through the thin material of his boxers and he moaned softly. I slipped his boxers down his legs and his dick stood out completely erect. It was a regulation size piece of equipment, about 6 inches cut, but it was beautifully shaped and was nice and thick, which is always a major turnon for me. It curved slightly upwards.
I kissed the head as I had been instructed to do and took it in my mouth running my tongue around the head tasting his sticky precum. He whispered "Yeah, that's it man. Suck that dick dude. Show it that you love it". I went all the way down on it and started to suck it in earnest. By now he was starting to hump my mouth and I was surprised when he put his hand behind my head to keep it in place. I began to wonder if this truly was the first time he had been blown; if it was he had a wonderful aptitude for it. I could feel his cock start to stiffen even more in my mouth, a clear indication that he was approaching orgasm.
"I'm close dude. I'm gonna blow a huge wad. I want you to keep my dick in your mouth and take my load. OK?" I nodded as best I could. "I want you to savor it in your mouth and then swallow it all down". He shot his load and I swallowed it all. I kept sucking on his dick as it slowly softened & squeezed the last drops of his cum on to my tongue.
When he had recovered, he said "Well Chris, are you still wondering whether this freshman is up to the task?" I just smiled and said "It was awesome dude."
He went into the bathroom to clean himself up and when he returned offered me a soda. He sat down and said "Listen dude, you should know that I have a regular girl friend. Between seeing her and sport commitments, I'm kept pretty busy. Oh yeah, and there is that annoying little thing called school work. I would like to continue seeing you regularly but it would have to be on my terms. I think you had a similar arrangement with my bro. When I have the time and inclination I would expect you to be available. You think you can live with that?"
I nodded and said "Whatever you want & whatever you say Mark". He seemed pleased with that response and said "It's a deal then."
Just at that moment the front doorbell rang. He got up and went downstairs to answer it. Within a minute he re-entered the bedroom followed by another guy. "Chris, I'd like you to meet Randy. He and I have been best buds since grade school." I got up and shook hands with Randy, who was giving me the once over. Mark continued "Randy lives two streets away from me but attends another high school, hence you probably haven't seen him before." I said "Uh huh".
Randy enquired whether I was in the same grade as Mark at school and I told him that I was one grade ahead of Mark. "My bro Matt is in the same grade as Mark but in a different class I believe." I looked over to Mark and he just nodded. I had the feeling that Randy was trying to size up this new situation as far as it concerned his best bud but no doubt Mark would give him a suitable explanation.
I said "I had better be on my way" and Mark asked whether I needed a ride. I said "Don't bother, I'll walk" Mark saw me to the door and said to me "I'll see you soon".
When I got home, Matt as per usual wanted to know where I had been. I told him that Mark Nesbit had invited me for a soda and that I had decided to walk home from his house. He gave me this quizzical look but said nothing.
When I was alone in my room, I thought over the happenings of the day. It seemed surreal. From out of the blue, I had been hit on by a virtual stranger, had agreed to accompany him for a sexual encounter, which had duly taken place, and then agreed to continue to see him on strictly his terms. It was crazy yet I was strangely excited by the thought of it.
Later that night Mark called me and asked whether on reconsideration I might have changed my mind about things. I said "No, of course not". I heard him chuckle and say "Good. We make a compatible pair right?"
To be continued.
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